“From such abysses, from such severe sickness… one must return newborn, having shed one’s skin, more ticklish and malicious, with a more delicate taste for joy, with a tenderer tongue for all good things, with merrier senses, with a second dangerous innocence in joy, more childlike and yet a hundred times subtler than one has ever been before.” – Nietzsche
This quote reminded me of migraines. During a migraine, the sufferer can’t remember the sensation of being without the pain. You wince in absolute torment, vomit, cry and sedate yourself to sleep. When you wake without that pain every other pleasant sensation is truly a hundred times subtler, tenderer.